May 15th 2011 12:20 pm
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In July 2009, I bought my first house. By August, I was desperate for a second dog, but knew I couldn't afford one. I have always owned rescued dogs and cats, so I looked into fostering. The second foster dog they gave me was this skinny little beagle/terrier mix named Sarah. They needed me to foster her because she had just been treated for heartworms. She had to go to a quiet home where she could recover safely.
For the first few days, keeping her quiet was no problem at all. As the poison to kill the heartworms worked its way through her body, she was stiff, sore, and tired. Once she started feeling better, the real challenge kicked in. Sarah would try to run laps around the inside of my house, but quickly learned that that got her in 'time-out'. The scariest moment of her treatment was when she came out of her crate and coughed up blood. I'll never forget my shaking hands, the tears running down my face, and feeling like I could throw up at any moment while I waited for the vet to answer the phone. The whole time she sat there and looked at me, saying "What's wrong?".
Because of the treatment, I had Sarah in my house for a month without going to adoption events. She was posted online, but no one was interested in adopting a sick dog. The day before I would have taken her to her first showing at Petsmart, I knew I couldn't do it. Somehow, this scrappy, spotty little dog had worked her way into my heart. I stayed up all night, and e-mailed the rescue coordinator at 3am letting her know I was adopting. It has been one of the hardest, and best choices I have ever made. Sarah is now my special, heart dog. She sleeps in my arms at night, and is always the first to greet me when I come home from work. She has taught me so much about dogs, I couldn't foster without her.
Since adopting Sarah, I've continued to foster and in the last two years I have fostered close to 50 dogs.
To me, adoption means finding a home for these guys:
Albert, Sarah, Rose, Terry, Amber, Henry, Lizzie, Max-Cat, Lily Mae, Sally Sue, Link, Willow, Alfie, Benny, Phoenix, Nutmeg, Maggie Mae, Molly, Billy, Bandit, Ralphie, Sophie, Sadie, Kingsley, Prince, Casanova, Charlie 1, Charlie 2, Charlie-Cat, Dyson, Daisy, Cinnamon, Carly, Cali, Benny, Sadie, Buster, Sammy, Frankie, Polly, Declan, Piper 1, Piper 2, Shelly, Oreo, Addie, Gidget, Lyra, & Milo. Even though they're only be in my house for a short time, they'll be in my heart forever.
Adoption also means saving the thousands of unnamed dogs that are waiting for their new home. When you think about adding a new four-legged family member, please consider adoption!
June 14th 2010 7:51 pm
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Had my little alien removed a week ago tomorrow. NOT FUN. The scary man in scrubs said it was deeper and larger than he thought it would be. He gave me some stitches and a bandage (also NOT fun). well, I knew things were going bad- and I kept licking my foot- I was trying to tell my person to take it off- but she kept saying it had to stay on longer. FINALLY she took it off yesterday and it was NOT pretty. I had somehow torn my stitches and had a dime-sized open sore. Then my person and her friend poured betadine on my foot OW OW OW! And some neosporin- not so much ow. Went back to see the scary man in scrubs and he poured more hurting stuff and more neosporin. Now it looks much better- but I guess no dog park for me until I heal a little bit more!!
June 5th 2010 8:07 pm
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I'm going in on Tuesday to have a growth removed from my foot. The doctor thinks it's benign, but it's driving me nuts! it keeps rubbing on the ground and bleeding, and I can't STAND that. Dr. Robbins thinks he can just sedate me and use a local for the surgery. I don't know about that! I do not care to have my feet messed around with. Do I get to eat lots of yummies for recovery?